All Chapters of I MARRIED A DISABLED BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Charlotte McCartney “Oh thank God Charlotte”, Ron squeezed me up in a forced hug. “Thank God you're still how I left you. I had thought that monster had started corrupting your mind. Oh my sweet, sweet Charlotte”, he said, shamelessly.“Get the fuck off me! Ron if you try to hold me again I promise you I'm going to cry out so loud people will run here thinking it's rape. And what is it about the company that you are talking about?” I asked, raising my brows.“Alright, This new company, they're getting every opportunity, every contract out of the hands of the establishment and that's not just it. They're actually doing visible things to get this contract such as selling products and services at extremely low costs, they're quality is way better and they're services are more reliable and even accessible. In truth they're like a much better version of us but the issue is why us, why not anyone else why? So it got us thinking that it could only be someone who knows us personally and dire

Josh Xavier “Where the hell is she?" I asked myself for the umpteenth time. It has been almost thirty minutes since I concluded my session with the doctor. I had even taken more time to have a little chat with him just so I could strain both her and the driver a little bit but still I came to find that she'd not here.“Maybe I should have let her just stay. She wanted to stay after all”, I said to myself. “What if she got angry and stormed off?” I couldn't stop the questions that flooded through my mind at this time.“And she didn't tell you where she was headed to?” I asked the chauffeur who stood as clueless as I was.“No sir”, he said, looking completely remorseful. “I'm sorry sir I just didn't feel it was my place to pry, I promise this won't happen again”, he added“You should have at least asked her”, I said, pretending as though he was to blame. But in all honesty I knew it wasn't his fault as matter of fact, it would have been considered rude if he inquired.“I'm very sorry

Charlotte McCartney The drive home was quiet and long. It felt like we were traveling across states just to get home. Josh sat next to me brooding as always while I was still very overwhelmed by what had transpired between Ron and I.“What was that for really? Why did Ron get aggressive all of a sudden? We were just talking, why did he have to be so forceful?” I asked myself. “To hold me down in that manner was just not right. After all that he has done and despite me being married to another man, Ron is still trying to control my life, to tell me what to do and what not to do”, I said to myself in disbelief and anger. “He even has the guts to ask me to leave my husband's house, my matrimonial home and go back to my father's house just so I can marry him. Not like he even comes to plead, he wants to just order me to do his bidding. He obviously planned to get what he wanted whether I liked it or not. Why?” I thought.“God and what was the reason for rubbing his manhood on my private

Josh Xavier She jumped off as the car stopped moving. She didn't even wait one minute extra, nor did she look in my direction. “What is she thinking about?” I asked myself, surprised. “Char…”, I started to call her name but I stopped. “There is something weird about the way she is behaving. Is she mad at me? Why would she be? If anything, it is I who should be mad at her. She left the hospital for hours only for us to find her and her ex in an awkward position. What am I supposed to think? How was he there anyway? And what for fuck sake was she doing so far away from the hospital?” I asked myself, over and over again.Jason brought my wheelchair to my side of the car and I helped myself out. As I wheeled to the front door, I saw her from a short distance walking fast or running, I could not tell which she was doing. She had entered the mansion so I could no longer see her.“Josh!” Her little girl Kelcie called me in that childish excitement she always had. “Hi Josh” she said, smilin

Charlotte McCartney “Okay mommy the first thing to do when trying to be me is to stand up quietly from the bed so that you don't wake mommy up and quietly sneak out of the room”, Kelcie told me, beginning her lesson “But baby”, I said, “ mommy is awake now. Do we still need to sneak out?” I questioned. “I don't think we should sneak out anymore”, she responded, “because mommy is already awake. But mommy I'm confused now. What should we do?”, she added, looking perplexed.“Why don't we do the first thing we usually do when I wake up with you, then we'll do what you do next?” I asked suggestively. “Okay mommy”, she replied, smiling happily. “That's a good idea mommy. So what's the first thing to do, mommy?” She asked, looking confused again.“The first thing to do is to get off the bed and come give mommy a kiss on her forehead like I always do”, I said, smiling and teasing her. Kelcie responded by jumping off the bed and coming to kiss my forehead “The next thing to do is to go in